Chapter 31

Chapter 31

Divine Beast Birthday Banquet?

“Lucion.”

Carson went inside and suddenly called Lucion.

Carson’s voice resounded quite loudly in the silence-filled hall.

He knew that Carson called him so loudly and deliberately to announce his status as Lucion Cronia.

“Yes, brother,” Lucion replied with a smile.

“Your clothes are wrinkled.”

As Carson pointed his finger at his clothes and continued talking to the others, Lucion laughed embarrassingly.

“Oh, thank you. I didn’t even know that I wrinkled my clothes while looking at the grandeur of the Great Light Temple.”

What Carson and he talked about was normal but not for the other nobles.

Carson first talked to Lucion. He overturned the rumor that those who talk to Lucion would be cursed as he calmly had a conversation with him.

The nobles, who had thought that Lucion’s rumors were true as it had not been blocked by the Cronia, had their faces turned pale and ghastly.

“By the way, brother,” Lucion called as he fixed his clothes.

“Say it.”

“I don’t know why, but it’s been so quiet even though this is a banquet. Is a banquet at a temple supposed to be this silent?”

At Lucion’s casual question, some nobles winced.

Did it not say that it’s bad luck to be swayed by rumors?

However, the nobles, who were adamant about cutting down Lucion, zipped their mouths and avoided his gaze.

“I want to know why, too.”

Carson looked at the nobles quite aggressively.

The music that had been halted at the priest’s instruction started again, trying to ease and cover the tense atmosphere.

As if the blood that had hardened was loosened, the voices of the people also returned to their usual buzz.

“Did you see that?” Carson said, pointing around.

“I saw it.”

“Skinny, cowardly, and very thin.”

The word ‘they’ was missing from Carson’s words.

“After this banquet, a lot of things will change as you thought.”

“Yes. That’s what I wanted.”

Lucion smiled and left Carson alone. He settled in the corner as he saw Tella waving her hand from afar.

‘This is slowly tiring me out.’

Lucion endured the nauseating feeling by wiping off his cold sweat.

Lucion Cronia, contrary to rumors, is fine.

To create this impression was his goal, so he succeeded on the first day of the banquet.

The way they see him has already begun to change.

He could feel that he was being liked just by dressing up properly, unlike the time when he was always wearing a hoodie.

[What is this...]

But Russell was disappointed.

Lucion looked at Hume and said, “This floor is what it was originally. Thin and wide.”

[It looks like mendicity.]

Russell looked at Lucion with concern.

How impractical.

Lucion smiled, but he could not help feeling the despair that flooded in.

‘Enduring this should be easy.’

This is supposed to be a really easy thing to do.

[Since we have achieved our goal, shouldn’t we go back now? There are many people who are aware that you are allergic to divine light, so it wouldn’t be strange to leave.]

“You don’t look good. Wouldn’t it be better to go home now?”

Hume deliberately borrowed Russell’s words, conscious of the gazes around him.

‘He lacks common sense, but he has a good sense.’

Lucion slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

“The banquet hasn’t started yet. I can’t leave my seat. It’s painful, but I can endure it.”

Lucion did not want to feed the hyenas who had their ears pricked up.

They were shot in their feet by their own actions, so they’d definitely be anxious to bite back somehow.

“... You have a divine allergy?”

Tella, who was approaching Lucion, paused.

“Oh, my lady. Good morning.”

“What mistake did I make... I’m so sorry. I’m...”

Lucion was genuinely embarrassed when Tella cried.

[Oh my. She cried. She cried.]

Russell teased Lucion, who was embarrassed, with a grin.

“Oh, never mind it. I’m okay. I’m just sincerely grateful that you invited me to such a good banquet.”

Even Lucion was briefly surprised that he could speak so eloquently.

Tela rustled her nose and left the drink to the servant.

With both of her hands free, she approached Lucion with a quick step.

“It’s not like this, but go out with me before the symptoms get worse.”

“The banquet hasn’t even started yet.”

“So that’s why before we start...”

The music suddenly stopped.

Lucion asked Hume, “What time is it?”

“5 minutes before 10 o’clock.”

Ttak.

The door opened, and priests dressed in black slowly entered.

“Food? What kind of food are you talking about?” Tella blinked and asked.

“Darkness disappears when it touches light. Light, on the other hand, degrades when it touches darkness.”

[Exactly the fact that you are corrupted is the worst, and usually, you just lose the power of light.]

Russell looked around one by one and added words.

“Even a divine beast is no exception. In the past, there is a record of the Warlock’s depravity to divine beasts.”

Russell also explained as if annotating Heint’s words.

[It’s true, but unfortunately, I can’t use it much. If the owner of the divine beast loses power, the divine beast disappears. But those days are quite useful.]

“Really?” Tella asked in surprise.

“Yes. It’s true. The reason Warlocks are unable to access the Great Light Temple is due to the unique power of light emitted by the priests. But at such an important time, the light is weakening...”

Heint’s face hardened.

At first, he had no thoughts about it.

Lucion thought that Heint would have moved on without much doubt even if he hadn’t pinpointed the fact.

However, this is not just a small temple, but a large temple.

He thought he should find out.

“I’ll be away for a second.”

Carson had the strongest voice among them.

While Heint was away, Lucion looked at the shadow that Ratta hid in.

As she kept silent, he started to worry.

[Ratta is fine because the lack of darkness is supplemented by you. The problem is you. You should get out quickly or something.]

Russell, who read Lucion’s gaze, spoke out while searching around.

“Hmm...”

Hume also stood in place and raised his ears.

As the place was the kind of place where nobles gather, it was a little painful, more so when the smell of cosmetics and perfumes used by aristocrats were mixed in.

Among them, the sweet and refreshing scent that Lucion smelled at the perfume store last time also lingered.

[Unfortunately, there’s nothing special.]

Russell crossed his arms and concluded.

[As you know, even if a warlock is hiding here, you can’t tell unless you use darkness. Of course, it’s practically impossible.]

‘Even the teacher didn’t find anything.’

Lucion looked calmly forward.

The priest with a divine beast climbed to the podium built in the hall. The priests followed him one after another. It was in such a perfect order to hold a ceremony.

[This is crazy. Is the priest coming again?]

Russell glanced at the door and looked at Lucion’s condition.

“The priest over there with a black hat on his head is usually called a high priest. So, it’s right below the high priest,” Tella said.

She pointed to the last priest who entered.

Wearing pure white clothes, she was wearing a black crown on her head.

She was also woven into a red thread.

Ttak.

The door that was open finally closed.

‘Think. Let’s think about it.’

Lucion breathed out quickly, wiping off his cold sweat.

It was the first divine beast to appear in the Tesla Empire in 20 years.

‘Two years from now, the position of the temple and the holy nation will be higher than it is now.’

It was obvious.

Since the villain of the novel was a ‘Warlock,’ the position of the temple and the holy nation naturally rises.

‘I’m sure this case was mentioned in the novel.’

Lucion calmly recalled the story of the novel.

《 ’You’re still the same.’

Heint looked at the Great Light Temple hall as if he missed it.

‘At that time, I heard that there were half-pieces.’

Two years ago, a major explosion occurred in a great light temple.

He was not there at the time, so he did not know exactly what the incident was.》

There was a scene in which Heint returned to his hometown two years later and expressed his longing.

Lucion opened his closed eyes and licked his dry lips. ‘Was that explosion happened at this banquet?’

It was concluded that this was done by the warlock, so the oppression against the warlock intensified. At the same time, the power of the temple was known to have naturally grown.

Heint, who was not supposed to be here, attended the banquet.

‘He came here, who he would not have been here before.’

Lucion got up from his seat.

‘I can change it.’

Why would he hesitate to do it if he knew that there was a big event that was about to break in half?

“Young master? Why did the chair suddenly...”

Tella followed Lucion and looked up.

[Hang on, Lucion. What are you trying to do? You’re not going to throw that away, are you?]

Russell asked with an anxious look.

Lucion threw a chair toward the window as if saying that Russell’s gut was correct.

Clank.

The wind blew from outside with the sound of the window breaking.

‘It’s cool.’

When the cold sweat was washed away by the wind, Lucion seemed to live only then.

The light turned on in a hurry, and everyone was watching Lucion.

“Oh, my hand slipped.”

Lucion smiled calmly.